"Furlaf! Furrrlaf! Oh where is that boy?" Came the call from the house, amid the laughter from outside the door. Furlaf and his brothers and sisters were busy "working" in the streets, preying upon those who looked like they could afford a fancy set of armour or even a hot pie from the bakers.
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The Road
